Vol 9 Chapter 651: Old man in temple

At this time, the masters of the Jinyiwei who were hiding nearby finally appeared. The leaders were Yan Jueyuan and Xu Xiyu. The two looked anxious and rushed all the way. They were relieved when they saw that the sons of the Xiahou family were all safe and sound.
"Wen Baiyu is dead!" Xiahou Lanfeng said proudly, "My father is safe and sound."
Xu Xiyu and Yan Jue looked at each other, looking better.
Heng Wantong sank in his heart, and Ning Mei asked: "What happened?"
Xu Xiyu hated: "The Ministry of Punishment, the Ministry of Households, the Ministry of Defense, the three Shangshu adults ... were killed ..."
As soon as this remark was made, the atmosphere at the scene was immediately condensed.
At this time, I heard an old and steady voice from the courtyard and said, "Immediately order, let Jin Yiwei take all our court officials to hide immediately to avoid unnecessary sacrifice."
In the voice, Xia Hou Boxin walked out of the broken wall with a heavy expression, and said in a deep voice: "We killed Wen Baiyu. The Kowloon Palace will not give up, it is better to transfer immediately."
The people instantly realized, Heng Wantong quickly shouted and drank, leading all the guards and family members of the mansion to enter the secret way in an orderly manner, disappearing in the bustling Luodu.
For the 3,000 men from the imperial city, only Huo Tingzun went wrong. Not only did he fail to kill Xiahou Boxin, but he also lost Wen Baiyu's life. This move really annoyed the Kowloon Palace and Murong Zhuhai and sent more Many soldiers and horses rushed to Xiahou Mansion, but only saw an empty mansion, and then enraged other members of the Korean and Chinese dynasties, and sent elite soldiers to hang them, only to find that almost all important officials of Daxia who refused to vassal were in short It disappeared in time.
The size of Luodu City and its large population are totally unimaginable. Those officials and Jinyiwei were dissolved among the people, just like a drop of water entered the sea. Even if Murong Zhuhai launched the whole city garrison, they could not find any trace of them.
After converging Wen Baiyu's bones, the angry people of the Jiulong Palace tossed until 3 pm, and finally found nothing, and temporarily gave up revenge, stopped searching, and fully prepared for the decisive battle that night.
On this day, the doomed people are not only the Kowloon Palace. When Jiang Shuihan and others reported the news of Wen Baiyu Fuxi to Huangfu Taiming excitedly, all the people found that Ye Qingxuan, who should have been meditating in the room, disappeared completely. .
The light rain of Zelili began to descend on this millennium ancient capital in the afternoon.
Ye Qingxuan, holding an oil-paper umbrella, walked silently to Luodu's most famous White Horse Bridge.
Standing in the middle of the bridge and looking far away, the river bank willow Yiyi, half-covered place is the White Horse Temple. At that time, Kumorosh came to Middle-earth from the Vedic continent, and brought the Mahayana Zen at the same time, and also brought the "Six Senses can break the Capricorn's Basic Blessings". This book is highly coveted. He has the method of evolving the "six consciousness" into the "nine consciousness", which is called the Mahayana Confidence.
Through the teaching of "Little Living Buddha" Zongba, Ye Qingxuan has already mastered the practice of the "Nine Consciousness", and now he has perfectly grasped the "Seventh End of the Consciousness" and the state of the "Eighth Alaya Consciousness". Touching the edge of the "Ninth Amoye Consciousness", but this mysterious practice cannot be broken overnight.
At this moment, Ye Qingxuan's spiritual knowledge has reached a state of high fidelity, and there is always the possibility of bringing God's knowledge closer to the next level.
Ye Qingxuan quietly admired the White Horse Temple, Jinshui Canal, and Linhuahua House on both sides.
In the sun, the canals of the are low, lush grass, green trees, the city bridges, the blue waves, the temples of Wei'e and the mansion of the high court set off a bustling and cozy atmosphere. Ye Qingxuan thought about the coming The decisive battle and the future fate of this magnificent capital city can not help but feel the crowd.
Since Huang Fu Taiming was rescued, and the enemy no longer has any chips to hold him back, Ye Qingxuan's war intentions have been raised, and the spiritual realm has been adjusted to an unimaginable height in these two days.
There seems to be some echo in the underworld, when Ye Qingxuan strolled into the already empty White Horse Temple, walked through the hall all the way to the huge square, and was filled with 108 life-size Luohan statues.
The Luohan sculptures carved from bluestone are all lifelike. The muscles are knotted and the beard is clear. The texture of each muscle and the folds on the clothes are carved as if they were alive.
Ding, Ding Ding!
A clear percussion came from not far away. Ye Qingxuan passed through a number of Luo Han statues. The last unfinished Luo Han statue appeared in front of him. A thin monk was holding a chisel and carving it a little bit.
If this statue of Luo Han is completed, then 108 Arhats will be considered complete.
At this time, the wind and rain passed, Ye Qingxuan put away the oil-paper umbrella and placed it gently at the foot of Fuhu Luohan, and he himself seemed to have entered his own backyard and walked around in a lot of Luohan. The sculpted monk never looked back, and Fangfo didn't notice an extra person here.
The monk kept his back to Ye Qingxuan, and Ye Qingxuan didn't call to disturb. The two were doing their own things in silence until Ye Qingxuan felt thirsty, walked to the monk's side, and sat down straight. The distant teapot sipped, and drank a cow's drink in front of the spout.
The sound of grunting water rang, and within a moment of effort, a pot of warm tea fell all over Ye Qingxuan's belly.
The Qingxiu monk did not look back, but smiled slightly at the corners of his mouth, saying: "The donor Ye was not such an impetuous temper before. At this time, it is not appropriate to take Ling Ling Ganquan, choose the finest curling, and enjoy the most famous tea in Luodu City. Can I have a drink? "
Ye Qingxuan smiled and said, "Isn't your Zen monk stressing sincerity? You should eat when you eat, sleep when you are sleeping, drink tea when you are drinking tea ... conforming to nature, facing the true heart, how can you learn to be confused, pay attention to What about these things outside? "
Hahaha ...
A burst of laughter rang out, the Qingxu monk slowly turned his head ~ EbookFREE.me ~ but it is a great monk who has not seen the river and lake for a long time.
Since the Great Demon Temple was destroyed by the Vicious Sky, and the three characters "Destroy Buddha Cliff" were written on the top of the mountain, the only monk who escaped the calamity has been hidden in the rivers and lakes. The injury healed, but no more news of him.
Today, Ye Qingxuan has supernatural knowledge, but just in the midst of it, he felt a strong Buddha heart exuding his thoughts, so he found the Zen monk all the way.
Ye Qingxuan looked at the old friend who hadn't seen him for a long time, and smiled, and said, "If you haven't seen him for a long time, your Buddha's heart is more stable ... It seems that your [Sanmad Heart Phase Brahma Gong] has been completed."
"Reincarnation of life and death, Nirvana!" Miao Xiu folded his palms and said the Buddha's words lightly, "Since I saw the magical powers of the devil against the sky, my" magic phase "has been formed. Over the years, I have been tempering my 'Fan heart'. I didn't know if it was perfect, but today I was affected by you, so that I can do my best! "
Miao Xiu gently touched the Luohan statue in front of his eyes with his hand. At the last position, he stroked with his nails gently. The last stroke of this Luohan statue was finally completed.
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